My name is Zhao Xin, and my grandmother gave me the name. I heard that on the day I was born, there were many people around my doorstep, waiting for good news.

The most anxious thing is the prince at that time. Now the emperor, my father Wei Yuanchen, my father holds my mother's hand tightly, and I'm afraid that my mother will make any mistakes with me.

Don’t ask me why my surname is Zhao, and my father’s surname is Wei, not because we are not biological fathers and sons, but because my father likes Wei more than Zhao. The reason is that people who have read my father and mother’s story are clearer than me.

The topic has gone too far, but I will still bring it back to me.

The reason so many people care about me is naturally because of my different identities. I am the first child of the prince and the princess. In short, I cried loudly with my bare butt, which made many people smile.

Fortunately, I don’t have the memory of that time, otherwise I would have thought about the scene at that time... I would inevitably smile awkwardly with a decent smile. However, after my second brother was born, the scene of someone watching his butt made up for my missing memory.

My favorite thing when I was a child was to stay in my mother's arms, let her dress and feed me, and walk around with me. When I was tired, I would sleep on my mother's bed. My mother also spoiled me. No matter what request I made, my mother would agree. However, I could feel that my father was not very satisfied in this process. As I grew older, my father's unhappiness became more and more explicit. Especially after my mother gave birth to her second brother, my father solemnly called me to the front and said meaningfully: "You have grown up and now you have a younger brother. You can't always pester your mother in the future. Your mother is too tired to take care of two children. You must understand your mother's hard work."

I nodded to show that I knew that compared to my second brother, I am indeed a big child. I will help my mother take care of my second brother. From then on, whenever I have time, I will go to my mother's house, sit next to my second brother's small bed, tease my second brother to play, and sometimes I will sleep on my mother's couch with my second brother. My mother and son also lie beside me and look at us. The mother and son spend a lot of leisure time.

However, I feel that my father is still very dissatisfied with my actions. I obviously did everything according to my father's expectations and requirements. I didn't let my mother dress or feed me anymore, and I wouldn't let my mother carry me around. What's wrong with me?

As I grew up, I found that adults’ thinking was not as simple as children. One day, my mother peeled grapes for me to eat. As soon as I ate two grapes, I felt that my father, who was sitting upright, looked at me with a little majesty.

I didn't dare to work harder my mother anymore, so I took the grapes by myself, and my father's expression softened a lot. I breathed a long sigh of relief. I promised my father that I should not forget. How could such a young child still be like this? I was also ashamed of my temporary willfulness and always felt sorry for my father.

After eating grapes, my wet nurse and I took my ten-month-old second brother to the garden to play. Halfway through, I remembered that I forgot the prepared bamboo dragonflies in my mother's house, so I ran back to pick up the bamboo dragonflies.

I walked outside the house and looked inside the window. The situation in the house made me unable to believe my eyes. I saw my father leaning in my mother's arms. My mother picked up a peeled grape and put it into my father's mouth.

Didn’t my father say...I can’t work my mother when I’m old? Is my father not old? My mind is full of the words of the saint taught by Master Pei, and I wish I could walk to my father now and use these words to defend my little self-esteem.

Is my father a gentleman who is so different from each other? It is hard for me to be called the Lord of the Revival of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I was so excited that my father looked over, and my father looked at each other, and my father was still calm and composed.

I thought that after this incident, my father would be more or less a loss in front of me. In fact, when I hugged my mother's neck and acted coquettishly, my father's majesty was not affected at all.

I finally got defeated, slid down from my mother's arms obediently, put on my shoes and went to my father, and my mother took her back.

The words of adults are not trustworthy, it is probably a truth that must be understood on the road to growth.

Many people know the father’s deep affection for his mother. Just looking at the empty harem, you can understand his father’s feelings, but what about mother?

My mother should be the same as my father? The reason why I dare not draw conclusions is because my mother seems to have some secrets that cannot be known to outsiders.

For example, there are always a few days a month when my mother is not in the palace. The female official will always say that her mother is resting in the palace, but he sneaked into the palace without seeing her mother's trace.

Where did my mother go? Do you know about it? In addition to me, I also have my uncle.

Finally, when my uncle was nine years old and I was six years old, we were determined to figure out this matter.

Every year on February 15th, my mother must be out of the palace. I also asked Master Pei Pei to rest for half a day and go to the Huaiyuan Marquis’ Mansion to see my grandfather.

I paid homage to my grandfather and grandmother. Just as the house was preparing for the banquet, my uncle sent back the news and found the traces of my mother.

Today, there was only one carriage that had stopped near the palace gate. The carriage was in the horse, Mo Zhenren from Shangqing Temple. Mo Zhenren was my mother's master. Not only did he teach my mother's wisdom, but he also passed on me medical skills. My mother often invited Mo Zhenren into the palace, and her mother was very likely to leave with Mo Zhenren.

My uncle said that the carriage went straight to Shangqing Temple.

February 25th is the Christmas of the Heavenly Lord of Morality. There is a Dharma Assembly in the Taoist temple. Could it be that my mother went to the Dharma Assembly? If my mother wanted to listen to the Dharma Assembly, there was no need to hide it like this. With my understanding of my mother, this matter is definitely not simple.

My uncle and I decided to hide it from my grandfather, and my grandmother went to Shangqingguan to take a closer look.

Sitting in the carriage, I was uneasy and always had a bad premonition, as if the familiar mother was leaving me. I began to question whether this behavior should be like this today?

Compared to my worries, my uncle was extremely excited. I was not surprised by this. My uncle has always been like this and has extremely enthusiastic about everything. Just as my grandmother said, my uncle and mother have very different temperaments. I was even worried before. Compared to my gentle and virtuous mother, my naughty, curiosity and desire to take risks are a little bit like my uncle.

The carriage was near Shangqingguan. I got off the car and quietly walked up the mountain with my uncle.

Today, Shangqing Temple is very lively, because only when encountering such a major festival will the main event of Shangqing Temple, Kundao, will be in the temple. This generation of abbot Kundao is dedicated to practicing Taoism. If she has the opportunity to get her guidance, she will benefit a lot. I think in my heart that maybe my worries are redundant, and my mother is just here to meet this Kundao abbot.

"Someone is here, let's go."
Chapter completed!